God Of Slaughter
Growing up parentless, Shi Yan, who was left with a large amount of inheritance money, bore a general disinterest in life. The only times he felt alive was when adrenaline coursed thorough his veins. He quickly found that extreme sports, bungyjumping, cave diving & skydiving, gave him the biggest kicks. The bigger the adrenaline kick, the closer he was to death, the more alive he felt. Waking up in a pile of dead bodies in an unknown land, after a diving adventure had ended disastrously, he quickly realizes the body he now possessed was not his own. Follow Shi Yan as he explores this new world where danger lurks around every corner, and death is only a breath away; a world in which Shi Yan could not feel any more alive.
Offer sacrifices to the divine weapon!
Editor: Hitesh_
Perpetual Night Forest’s peripheral zone…
A magic lozenge mirror was hung above the five great clans. It was projecting the fight between Shi Yan’s team and the seven ancient factions.
Many hotshots of the alien tribes were watching the scene with serious faces and strange complexion.
Bao Ao was smiling under the magic mirror while playing with his fingers, which were shooting beams of black light, pouring into the center of the magic mirror. With the triangular mark on Shi Yan’s neck, he could project the entire scene there without missing any details.
"Whichever era it be, Human Clan could never change their bad behaviors. They always have civil wars. What a strange race!" As Comoros saw the fight cease in the magic mirror, he laughed evilly, his face dark as usual.
Many members of the Ghost Mark Clan, the Dark Spirit Clan, and the Demon Clan were sneering, as they thought it was such an interesting play.